I didn't respond, and I exhaustedly rushed into the bathroom to vomit.
Suddenly, I saw a sexy black lace underwear hanging on the wall.
Something was lingering on there, and though the traces had been deliberately erased, the smell was familiar to the men.
I held it in a daze until Anna rushed into the bathroom and snatched it from me.
At that moment, I saw a trace of panic in her eyes.
"Well! It's so dirty. I'll wash it."
She ran away in a hurry. She clutched her underwear tightly as if she was afraid I would take it away.
After taking a shower, I entered the bedroom and saw her giggling at the phone. It was not until she found me that she stopped smiling.
"Do you remember what day it is today?"
She put her phone away and asked me with a smile.
"I'm sorry, I don't remember," I answered perfunctorily.
She was upset and lay down with her back to me, but I noticed her phone screen flashing, she typed quickly and chuckled from time to time.
Above the bed, a wedding picture of the two of us hung, and we smiled happily at each other.
When we got married, many people praised us for being a perfect match.
When I was staring at the wedding photo in a daze, Anna suddenly turned over and pressed me.